Today in English class we had a sub, which is really lucky (seeing as it’s the first day back and that teacher is freaking scary). We’re currently reading As You Like It by Shakespeare, which is totally over my head. I have no idea what’s happening. But there are some pretty exciting things that happen in that play, I’ll tell you that much.

We were listening to an audio book of the play in class, and then we came upon an… interesting… scene. Two of the characters are wrestling (don’t ask me why) and in the play, there is literally one line dedicated to the event. ONE LINE.

The audio book, though? Not so much. There was grunting. For a full one and a half minutes. The characters said a few lines in between the grunts, but did we actually hear what they were saying? Nope. We were too focused on the GRUNTS. The sub had to turn down the sound, it was so loud. We were all hiding behind our books, laughing about the hilarity of the event.

I feel so sorry for the sub. Seriously, you help out in an Honors Brit Lit class and expect to read a play and talk about it, but no. Grunting audio books. Seriously. I’m actually happy that we had a sub, because seriously, having a 75 year old (nun) teacher having to sit though 1.5 min of that with us laughing our heads off? I don’t know if she would make it out alive.

I was telling my friends about it after class, and it just so happened that these friends have a class right next to us at the same time. Apparently they could hear the whole thing (though not the grunting) because they were having quiet group activities. Yup.

I was in my school, getting ready to leave because I had to go catch the bus, and then I walked into a classroom where my teacher was with a bunch of my classmates from junior high (who I don’t like. Not my crowd.). And then this girl was like “oh let’s video tape this” so apparently the kids from my old school were fish? Like it was an aquarium? But they looked like people… and then she was like “oh let’s change the background” because they were standing in front of a whiteboard. So I had to use this thing from Paint:

I’ve never noticed how this actually looks like one of those little paint pallete things that you use when you’re young.

to make the whiteboard an ombre (making that a noun lol) of blues… strange. So then I left the room, and the kids from my old school were in front of me, and they were writing on the air and stuff, “Class of 2014” and stuff. Whatever.

Then the second part of my dream.

I walked out of the doors to go into a room that looked oddly like my brother’s cafeteria, which was full of people having a club meeting (but some of the people were graduates, which is very strange Plus they were all wearing purple). I was wearing my backpack which was super heavy and it was kind of lopsided, so I leaned against the stage-thing to adjust it but everyone got mad at me because they were watching a PowerPoint. So then I tried to walk to the upper tier of the room (like a balcony but not exactly…) to get across the room to catch my bus, but then this girl from the grade above me was like “no! you have to go this way!” but for some reason she was in a wheelchair, and I couldn’t get by her because I had on this ginormous backpack and it was super crowded. And then I woke up.